A Poem: When The Horses Come

When the horses come, white and brave i’ll stay here watching you, Unless they sweep me up on their journey home, Mountains passing, Sea’s crashing Horses amassing- hundred and thousands of tight, sinewing muscles under black fur pumping and a couple of whites. Away, away hurtling down a spiky dune path, where the green sticks…

Should I Visit…. Boulders Beach, South Africa?

Boulders Beach, the home of the African penguins. Just outside of Cape Town, nestled on the coast is a penguin colony. They dip in and out of the sandy rocks that look like they have been dropped by a landscape designer. A sea of black and white burbles and chirrup- they honk angrily at each…